It Happens

Life

[arsjay]

Want to play

Always !

[fuckmywife-ky]

And let me know if you want a turn in my wife’s ass…

[meandmymeds]

Lexington 💪

[skaggs92]

Bowling green

[kyswing]

606

[yamomma420]

Frankfort

[guyfuques]

Louisville 502

[sissygurl66-deactivated20220225]

Nelson county

[arsjay]

Winchester

[arsjay]

Sick day

It was supposed to be a busy day with a couple doctor appointments and a late evening class. I decided to skip work rather than go, leave, return, leave, return, then leave. The first appointment was very short. The second appointment was canceled. I was left with about 6 hours before class time and no real plans. This precipitated a visit to a local adult bookstore to kill some time.

I settled into a booth to watch some shemale porn. I was enjoying the show and rubbing my little cock through my shorts, when a very attractive and thick cock came through the gloryhole. The ABS is not usually busy during the day and the parking lot was pretty bare when I came in, so, bonus!

I reach over and began rubbing the cock and feeling through the hole to rub his balls. He pressed forward so his shaved balls were coming through the hole as well. I rubbed and squeezed them gently and began licking and sucking his cock. It was sweet and began to harden even more so. I was taking all I could of that throbbing man meat. I was working the balls. He was filling my mouth with his leaking precum.

I kept licking and sucking and squeezing his balls until he squirted his hot load in my mouth. I managed to swallow it all with no loss. He pulled back through the hole, said ‘Thanks’ and away he went.

I settled back to watching the porn. It wasn’t 15 minutes and another cock slipped through the hole. This one wasn’t as thick as the first and not shaven. Nonetheless, I slipped back down and began sucking it. I bobbed on it, licking it inside my mouth. It didn’t take long before I received my second cum load of the day. Pretty impressive for a slow Monday morning.

Once again, I returned to watching the porn. I don’t know how long it was, but eventually a third cock came through the hole. Dutifully, I began stroking and sucking. Now, there are some guys who come to these places to get off quick and go. Others want to edge a bit. They get close and pull out of the hole and go to another booth and repeat. This was one of those.

After he left, I decided to go to the theater side. There are several couches in one room with porn playing on the screen. When I entered, it was empty. I settled onto one of the couches and enjoyed the movie. Eventually a couple guys came in and stayed a few minutes and left. Then another guy came in and mostly undressed. He commented on how hot the movie was. I agreed. He moved over to where I was and began stroking his cock.

He wasn’t interested in a blow job. He did want a handjob. That was fine. He pulled up my shirt and played with my nipples. He eventually pushed my hand down to his balls and asked my to squeeze them. I did and he stroked him self until he shot his load on my chest. He thanked me, got dressed and left.

It was slow after that. Eventually another guy came in. He asked how it was. I told him to had been slow. He stood off to the side of the couch where I was lounging and pulled out his cock and began stroking. After a time he moved closer. My head was on the arm of the couch. He got closer and began rubbing his cock on my face. He pulled my head around a bit to where he could rub his cock on my lips. Being a submissive, I allowed him.

He pushed his soft cock into my willing mouth. He asked if I liked it. I responded, “Yes, Sir.” He took the hint. He told me, “Suck it, bitch.” I did. He pumped my face. He called me a cocksucking faggot. He slapped my face and mouth with his cock.

While this was happening, I heard the door open a couple times. I knew we had somewhat of an audience. He kept pushing his cock in my mouth and called me names. Unfortunately, he never really got hard, and I was running out of time. Eventually, I had to stop. He wandered off to one of the other room visitors to play with his cock.

I made my was to class and finished my day.

Not too bad for a slow Monday. I played with five cocks. I sucked four of them. I had three of them cum, two in my mouth. It was a good trip.

[arsjay]

Scout

It was the end of a long week. I came out to the bar just to relax and unwind. I wasn’t really looking to hook up with any one. Mind you, if the right woman wanted to give it a go, I was definitely down for a one night ‘pick me up’ relationship. For now, I’m just sitting at the bar nursing my second Jack-n-coke and letting the weeks stress drain out of me.

“Pardon me, is this seat taken?” came a soft, gentle, definitely female voice. I turn and met Sherry for the first time. She was trying hard to be 5 foot tall, but was a beauty nonetheless. She had shoulder length blonde hair, deep hazel eyes, a disarming smile, and a damn decent body. I tried hard not to objectify her as I told her the seat was free, but my mind had her undressed and in bed before I stammered out my response.

She took the seat and allowed me to buy her a shot. We made the usual small talk about life, work, the music playing, and general conversation. I couldn’t tell if it was going anywhere or not, but it was getting late, so I offered her my number (which she accepted) and bid her a fond farewell.

I had just walked in the door to my place when my phone rang. It was Sherry. She was asking if I’d like to continue our conversation over drinks at her place. I told her I’d be delighted. She gave me her address and I told her I’d be there in about 20 minutes.

When I arrived, Sherry greeted me at the door in a short robe and invited me in. She motioned toward a bottle of wine and glass on her coffee table and told me to help myself and disappeared into her bedroom. I poured a glass and sat down. After a couple minutes, she returned and sat down beside me. We continued our conversation from the bar.

Sherry said she was still tense from work and wondered if I’d mind rubbing her shoulders a bit. I was happy to oblige. She turned her back to me and moved her robe off of her shoulders. Her skin was creamy and smooth. I began rubbing and kneading her tired shoulders. As I rubbed, she moaned and let her robe slip even farther down until her firm breasts and pert nipples were exposed. She reached and took my hands and moved them down to her breasts.

I began gently squeezing her boobs and rolled her hardening nipples between my fingers. My cock was rapidly getting to full attention in my pants, so much so, I had to make adjustments to have room. Sherry turned to see my predicament. In her soft innocent voice she said, “Mmm, someone’s excited. I’d bet you want to fuck me.” Well, duh.

She said, “I’m fine with that, but there is something you have to do for me first. There is a guy in my bedroom. He is naked and laying on my bed. He’s not my husband. He’s a friend, a fuck buddy. I’m pretty sure he’s stroking his cock by now. I want you to suck his cock for me. Will you do that for me, hun?”

I started to bring up a protest when she stopped me. “It’s okay. I know you’ve sucked a cock before. I could see it in your eyes at the bar.”

“Yeah,” I responded, “but only twice. I was drunk once and the second time was at a adult theater as an experiment.”!

“Look, just come with me to the bedroom and we will see what happens.” I took her hand and followed her into the bedroom. On the bed was a guy looking about my age, naked, slowly stroking his hard cock.

"Go ahead, knock yourself out," he said. He had dark hair and a slim profile. His cock was standing at attention. I sat on the bed, unsure of what to do next. My head began to swim from the wine and I felt lightheaded and even hornier. I got on my knees and shuffled between his legs.

"This is Don," Sherry said. "He loves getting his cock sucked." Don nodded in agreement and I moved to where my face was right in front of the hard-on that was pulsing and aching to be sucked off. Sherry put one hand on the base of Don's cock, squeezing it a little. Don sighed and moved his hips forward.

I got closer to the cock in her hand, moving up and down on the rigid shaft until a drop of pre-cum appeared. I was lost in lust land with Sherry breathing hard right behind me, and flicked out my tongue and licked the head of the bulging cock and then with the taste of the pre-cum filling my mouth, I took the head of the swollen cock into my mouth and sucked on it.

"That's it," Don said. "Suck that cock. Oh, yes, baby, suck it all."

Don let his cock glide into my mouth, watching as I took more and more of it inside. "Uh-huh, you're a good little cock sucker," Don said and ran his fingers through my hair. Soon the taste and feel of the cock were filling Me and I started getting into it. Sherry was beside me, kissing my cheeks and breathing into my ears, and once I got almost all of Don's cock into my mouth, she was right beside me, licking at the cock as it pistoned in and out of my mouth. She put her face in front of Me and looked in my eyes as I sucked cock and then she put her fingers around it and pulled it slowly out of my mouth.

She inserted the cock into her own mouth and moaned deeply as she sucked on it, taking almost the whole thing deep inside her and then wiping her lips with the back of her hand and returning the cock to me. I plunged down to the base of it and started willing Don to cum. I wanted to feel it shooting in my mouth, wanted Don to get off in my mouth and I sucked to get more and more of it and bring out the hot release.

While I was sucking, I felt Sherry's cool fingers playing with my ass, and then between my ass cheeks. They were slippery with some sort of lube and before I knew it, she had one finger going into my asshole. It was so smooth I hardly realized she had penetrated me until she removed her finger and inserted something else, something larger. I knew it was a dildo, and the shock waves it sent through me started me shaking inside. I kept my lips locked around Don's cock, but now felt an added insistence as Sherry started fucking me in the ass with the lubed up dildo. The shock waves it sent through me started me shaking inside. I kept my lips locked around Don's cock, but now felt an added insistence as Sherry started fucking me in the ass with the lubed up dildo.

She got it all the way inside me and wriggled it around a little, only moving it in and out a tiny amount. She let go and it remained in place. She moved back to beside me and patted my ass. "That's your little butt plug," she said, taking Don's cock into her mouth again and then plunging it back into my mouth. She played with Don's balls and licked them and as I kept up my frantic cock sucking, Don started trembling and locked his fingers into my hair, shoving his cock in hard and fast.

"I'm gonna cum," he shouted. "Oh yes, eat me you cock sucker." He rammed his cock all the way inside my mouth and I almost gagged as a huge load of cum started flying down my throat. I took all I could and then backed off, coughing into my hand. Sherry immediately took over and gobbled up the last part of Don's load. She held on, sending her lips down to his scrotum and running her tongue around his deflating shaft until he had no more cum in him to give up.

Sherry then turned back to me and opened her arms and gathered me against her and pressed her lips against mine, and we kissed and sent our tongues flaming inside each other's mouths, both of is tasting the cum in the other’s mouth. Finally, we were both filled with the taste of cum, and Sherry put her arms around Don and kissed him as well.

[arsjay]

Meeting

We are in a meeting with several other people. The meeting ends and everyone leaves except you and I. As I am about to leave, we meet at the door. You grab me and hold me, preventing me from leaving. You lock the door and pull me to you. You grab my head and press your lips to mine. I feel your tongue pushing into my mouth. I can't stop you. As your tongue invades and explores my mouth, I feel your hands pushing my hands down and pressing them against your crotch. I can feel your hard-on through your slacks. You grind it against my unwilling hand. My own small cock begins to leak in my panties.

You order me to loosen your belt and undo your slacks. I meekly comply. Once your pants are unbuckled, you order me to unzip them. Once unzipped, they open, revealing your hard cock encased in silk black boxers. You press your covered cock against my face. I can feel the heat and the hardness. I can feel the moistness as you are already leaking precum. You step forward, pushing your hardness against my lips. "Lick it, bitch," you command. Mesmerized, I stick out my tongue and begin licking your cock through the silk of your boxers. I can taste your mustiness and your juice. You hold the back of my head and begin humping against my lips and tongue.

You back away and let your slacks fall to the floor. You lower your boxers, releasing your hardness. You point it at my mouth and order me to open it. As soon as I open my mouth, you push your hard leaking cock into its warmth, as deeply as you can, and hold my head to keep me from pulling away. Your cock fills my mouth. I can feel your balls against my chin. Your pubic hair tickles my nose. You let out a deep groan and slowly pull back. Just before your cock would leave the warmth of my hole, you push it back in.

Then, you begin the slow rhythmic fucking of my mouth. You pull one on my hands up to caress your cum filled balls. The other you put on your ass cheeks. "Play with them while I fuck your face, slut," you command. I am powerless to resist and begin squeezing your balls and ass.

Your pace quickens. Your cock swells. You pull back and begin shooting your cum load on my face. You groan and stroke, shooting on my face, on my lips, in my hair, and down my neck. You slap your spent cock on my lips. You rub it in the cum in my face. Then you push it back into my mouth. "Taste me, bitch." My sissy cock explodes, still trapped in my panties.

You pull out, wipe your cock on my face, and pull your boxers back up, tucking your soft cock inside. As you zip and buckle your slacks, you look at me on my knees, covered in cum. "Clean up, slut. We have another meeting in an hour."

[arsjay]

First meeting.

We spoke several times over the course of a few weeks. Well, we typed to each other, I should say. We were in a local social media chat room of sorts. It was centered around an area adult bookstore. The chat was pretty sporadic to say the least. One day, a crossdresser posted a picture or two in the chat. I complimented their look. It was then Victor messaged me.

We exchanged pleasantries. We talked in general. Then, just like that, he stopped talking. I understood. Many of the guys which chat in these rooms, myself included, are married and this type of action is not accepted by their spouses. When they suddenly go from chatterbox to silence, it usually means a spouse, girlfriend, or partner has come into their presence. Not a big deal.

We exchanged greetings several times. It seemed he was most chatty while I was working and working while I was more chatty. I just figured it was going to be nothing, as our schedules were obviously quite opposite. Still, we persisted.

Then one day, after weeks of hit and miss and a few photo exchanges, I had an hour or so to kill. As chance would have it, Victor had been chatty. He had asked what I would like him to wear. I suggested something black, but with some red undertones. He said he would dress accordingly if I would come by. I thought, “Why not?”

He told me where he lived. I told him it would take twenty minutes to drive there. He said he would get dressed for me. I drove and he dressed.

When I arrived I wasn’t sure exactly where to go. I parked close to where I thought I should be. Victor messaged me he was nervous. I admitted I was nervous as well. We didn’t know each other any more than several messages and a few photos.

We chatted and when he was ready, he told me to approach the side door of his condominium. I got out of my car and walked towards the door. When I got to the door (it was a glass patio type French door) it opened to allow me entrance.

There stood Victor; in a black dress; with red stockings (and red garter belt , I eventually learned,) and a red bra.

He ushered me toward the bedroom. When we arrived in the bedroom, he lifted his dress and asked if I approved? I saw the red garter belt and liked it. However, what really caught my attention, was his cock hanging out of his crotchless panties. I took it in my hand and squeezed it. It felt good. I leaned over and took it in my mouth. Victor’s hands went to my head and held it so his cock stayed in my mouth.

I sucked his cock. I licked it. I played with it with my tongue. I bobbed on it. He was groaning. I assumed he liked it. When he pulled out of my mouth, he backed up to the bed and lay back on it. He pulled his dress up again, exposing his cock and balls. I went to my knees and began licking and sucking his balls and stroking his cock. My hands rubbed his stocking clad legs.

His hands were back on my head. His cock was growing in my mouth. I was drooling on it. It wasn’t a large cock, but it was a good size for sucking. Victor grunted something about cumming and filled my mouth with cum. It ran out of my mouth and coated his cock and balls. I kept licking, and sucking, and stroking.

His moans were louder and louder. I knew he had another load in him. I knew he wanted to cum again. I sucked his sloppy cock. I slapped my mouth with it. I rubbed my face with it as I sucked his balls. It didn’t take long and he was cumming again. He shot his load on my face.

When I finished, Victor was weak in the knees. I went to his bathroom to clean up a bit. He told me he wished we had more time. He wanted to play with my cock. I wished we had more time as well, but I was expected at home and his girlfriend was due home soon.

We said goodbye with a promise to meet again.

[arsjay]

[arsjay]

[arsjay]

Coworker

[arsjay]

Every time

I don't know why I think it will be different everytime. When it happens, I tell myself I won't let it happen again. I tell myself I won't even go there again. I will just stay away and then I won't be tempted. But, I'm tempted all the time. When I try to force myself not to think about it, I think about it more.

So, I stay away for a while. I won't even go by there in passing. I will avoid the area. Then, eventually, I think, "That's silly. I can handle driving past the place." It isn't like it is on the main road. I would have to turn off the main road to even see the parking lot. I'll be fine.

Then, I find myself just driving by to see if they are busy. I go by and the parking lot is not very full. I think, "I could stop in to see if they have anything new in. Since it's not very busy. There's no harm in that."

I park and walk into the adult bookstore. I'm just going to look to see if there are any new and interesting products. I don't plan on going into the booth area.

While I am looking around, I figure, since there aren't many people here, it probably would be okay to check out the peeps. "I'll stay out of the booths with the gloryholes. I'll just watch a little porn and be on my way."

Of course, the booths without gloryholes look to be busy. I'll slip into one of the other booths. The door to the adjoining booth is open so it is empty. No worries there. I settle in and sellect some porn to watch. There are a few interesting choices. I am watching the screen when I hear a sound on my left. I look, and there is a cock hanging through the gloryhole. It is a nice cock. It is limp and soft. I can see the efforts of the guy in the booth to get my attention.

I think, "I'll just rub it for him." I begin rubbing his flaccid cock. It is warm in my hand. It begins to respond. It starts to get hard. I instinctively wrap my fingers around it and begin stroking it. It is leaking slightly and gets my hand a little wet. I can smell the sex coming from the cock. I lean closer to get a better smell.

My vision is blurry. My head is swimming. My mouth opens of its on volition. Before I can stop myself my lips are wrapped around the cock. I am sucking it. My tongue is licking it inside my mouth. I am tasting his juice. I want it. I want to feel it squirting in my mouth.

He pulls back. His delicious cock leaves my mouth. He leans down and tells me to unlock my door. Then he is gone. I unlock my door. I don't know why.

The stranger with the delicious cock enters my booth. He drops his pants and there is his cock, unblocked by the wall. I go to my knees. I take it in my mouth. I rub his balls. I am tasting his juice and I can’t get enough. I put my hands on his ass and pull him deeper into my mouth. I want to hear the telltale grunts which let me know he is about to reward my efforts. I feel his swelling, filling my mouth with hot cock. I feel his pubic hair tickling my nose. I feel his balls on my chin. His ass tightens. He grabs my head. He drives his cock to the hilt. Then, he explodes in my mouth. I feel his warmth flooding my mouth. I am swallowing as fast as I can. Cum is leaking out around his cock and running into my beard. Again and again he lunges forward. Each lunge accompanied by a fresh shot of cum. It is dripping off my beard onto my shirt. I can barely breathe.

Then, it’s over. His cock deflates. He has pulled it out of my mouth. He is pulling up his pants. He says, “Thanks,” and is out the door. I stay there on my knees for a little bit savoring the moment which wasn’t supposed to happen.

I am about to get up when the door opens and another stranger steps in. He doesn’t say a word. He takes in the sight of me there with cum dripping from my beard and just pulls out his cock. He doesn’t ask. He knows he doesn’t need to ask. He can see what I am. It isn’t even about being in a booth in an adult bookstore on my knees. It isn’t about the cum on my face and dripping onto my shirt. It is about a look in my eyes. Real men can see it. I don’t know how, but they can see the look of a hopeless cocksucker in their eyes.

By the time I left, I had taken five loads. My beard was matted with cum. My shirt was splattered. My mouth was numb. I stumbled to my car in the parking lot. As I was fumbling with my keys in the dark lot, someone came up behind me and grabbed my ass. Before I could turn around they pinned me against my car. I felt them pulling my shorts down, exposing my panty covered ass to the night air. They tore them off of me. I could feel their hard cock against my ass through their pants. I heard their zipper and felt their hot cock in the crack of my ass. They spit on it and slid it up and down my crack. I felt them push it down and then felt the head at my sissy hole. He pushed and popped into my fag cunt. I pushed back. He rode that hard cock into my cunt and fucked me good. He didn’t last long. It was over in five minutes. He unloaded in my hole. He pulled out and was gone by the time I turn around.

I pulled up my shorts. I got in my car. As I sat down in the seat, I could feel his cum oozing from my gapped hole.

“Never again,” I said.

Somewhere inside me, a cum slut is laughing.

[arsjay]

The Locker Room

It wasn’t a bad workout. It wasn’t a great workout either. What it was though, was over. I headed for the showers.

Hot water cascading down on my tightened muscles felt great. Because it was early morning, I had the shower room to myself, so I took a few minutes to give some extra soapy attention to my small cock and balls. It did leave me feeling quite horny. I wasn’t able to fully enjoy myself as I heard others coming into the locker room area. I finished my shower and wrapped a towel around my waist and went to my locker.

I sat there on the bench drying my chest and hair as the other guys finished their showers. A couple of the guys came into the area of the locker room where I was sitting, wrapped in towels. They were standing nearby. I could see their cocks bulging, pushing against their towels. I tried not to stare, but was apparently not successful.

As his buddy was walking away, one of the guys noticed my roving eye. “Like what you’re looking at, Bud?” He asked. I tried to feign ignorance, but was obviously caught. I stammered something unintelligible before he cut me off. He pulled off his towel and stood there naked. His cock was soft and still twice mine when it was hard, in those rare occasions when it got erect. He grabbed it and shook his cock at me. He squeezed it and began to stroke it slowly. I was mesmerized. I couldn’t look away regardless of how I tried.

“You like that, faggot?” He sneered. “Do you like watching a real man stroke a real cock?” I muttered something under my breath. He moved to in front of me. “If you’re going to mumble, you may as well do it because you have a cock in your mouth,” he said. And he shoved his cock against my lips. I opened my mouth to protest and before the words could come out of my mouth, he shoved his semi-hard dick in my mouth. I tried to pull back, but he grabbed my head and held me fast.

He then began to rock it back and forth. He slid his cock in and out of my mouth. I could feel it getting harder. I could feel it filling my mouth. “Take it, bitch,” he grunted and shoved his cock in my mouth to the hilt. His balls slapped my chin. He held me down on his meat until I gagged. Then he pulled his dripping cock out of my mouth and began slapping my face with it.

“Hey Joe, you need to come over here and see what I found,” he yelled to his buddy. Joe came around the corner still in just his towel also, and said, “Fuck, Sam, what do you have there?” “Just a cocksucking sissy, Joe. Want some?” Joe dropped his towel, exposing a cock bigger than Sam’s and said, “Hell yeah.”

Joe walked over and replaced Sams cock in my mouth. Sam held my head as Joe mouth fucked me. Sam grabbed my hand and brought it to his cock. He wrapped my hands around it and started stroking it with my hand. It was then he noticed my wedding band. “Shit, Joe, this faggot’s married.” “I bet your wife would love to see you now, sucking and stroking cock. Does she know you are a cock slut?” I shook my head “no” as I couldn’t talk because Joe’s bigger cock filled my mouth.

Sam pulled my towel off, exposing my smaller than average cock. “I bet she fucks around,” he said, “if this is all the cock available at home.” “Look at this, Joe” Sam said, “wouldn’t that make your pussy wet knowing this is all you’re getting?” They both laughed at my expense. I turned red with embarrassment even though I knew what they were saying was true. I wouldn’t blame my wife if she looked for sexual fulfillment elsewhere. I wasn’t satisfying her, I’m sure. Our marriage was mostly sexless. When it wasn’t, I was eating her pussy and she masturbated me. In rare occasions, I would get to fuck her, but she never orgasmed.

So, I spent a lot of time in the gym, where now, I had a cock in my hand and an even larger one in my mouth. It didn’t matter it was turning me on, I had no say in the matter. These alpha brutes were going to get what they wanted from a weaker male and that was that.

Sam pulled me up to my feet while keeping pressure on my head, so Joe’s cock would stay in my mouth. I was standing, naked, bent at my waist, with a cock sliding in and out of my lips. Sam reached around and slapped my cock. It responded by getting harder than it had been for a long time. “I think he likes this, Joe.”

He slapped my exposed ass. A jolt of excitement ran through me. My knees buckled slightly, but I caught myself. Again he slapped my ass. Then again. I found myself torn between the feel of the hard dick in my mouth and the anticipation of the next smack. Both were exciting me way more than they should.

Then I felt Sam’s hardness against my ass. He was rubbing his cock against my hole. I heard him spit and felt the wetness on my hole. Oh my, my mind reeled. He’s going to fuck me! I tried to protest, but my mouth was full. I tried to evade his intent, but he just grabbed my hips and held me in place. I felt him pushing. I felt his bulbous cockhead pressing. He pushed forward and split my ass, driving me forward onto Joe’s cock. I was impaled on both ends. I swear my cock began leaking of its own accord.

Then Sam pulled back slowly. Then he pushed in again. I felt him begin to fuck back and forth. Gradually the pressure decreased and my ass stretched to accommodate his cock. Pain and discomfort was replaced with pleasure. I pushed back against him. I sucked harder on Joe’s cock.

I felt it. Sam’s cock was swelling in my ass. Joe’s cock was swelling in my mouth. I knew they were going to come. I bucked harder. I sucked harder. I grabbed and squeezed Joe’s balls. I reached under and grabbed my throbbing little dick. It was so wet. I felt Sam explode in my hole. I squeezed and milked his cock for all I could get. Joe began shooting in my mouth. I gulped on it; sucking and slurping. My own cock began squirting. My hand was covered.

Then Joe and Sam pulled their cocks out of me. I was reluctant to let them go. I collapsed onto the bench. I was spent. I had cum oozing out of my ass. I had cum on my chin. I had cum on my fingers. I was a mess.

The guys picked up their towels and began to walk away. Then Sam looked back and said, “Tell Lisa we said hello.”

What the fuck? I never told them my wife’s name.

[arsjay]

The Symposium

They were the kind of legs which begged you to stare. They were long and shapely; well defined but not too muscular; tanned to a rich gold; and disappearing under a short skirt. It was difficult to keep my thoughts from wandering. I was grateful the table where I sat, in front of this large crowd, had a cover over the front. I am sure the tightness in the crotch of my slacks would have been evident. I tried not to attract attention as I periodically shifted to relieve the pressure.

Fortunately, my speaking time at the lectern was finished earlier. Now, my only concerns were to not be too obviously staring and not to drool. Every time she uncrossed and recrossed her legs I hoped for a panty shot. She was good and my hopes were dashed each time. At least, our lunch break was coming up and I had plans to find a restroom and stroke myself to some relief.

Finally, the master of ceremonies announced we were breaking for ninety minutes for lunch. I fumbled with my papers to allow others to leave the immediate area as not to be obviously sporting an erection. Even my small cock sticking straight out would draw unwanted attention. I gathered my things, stood, put my packet in front of me and walked out one of the side doors. Just as I made it out of the auditorium, I bumped into someone and dropped my packet. I mumbled, "Excuse me," and bent done to gather my things. As I stood, there before me, recovering from my bumping, was Miss Long Legs Short Skirt.

I apologized again. "You seem distracted," she said. "Busy morning," I responded, still trying to keep my crotch covered. "Did you enjoy the morning show?" She asked. "I'm sorry?" I queried. She smiled. "I saw you looking at my legs. So, every time I noticed you looking I uncrossed and recrossed my legs. Am I the cause of your distraction?"

Before I could stammer out an answer, she reached down and bumped my crotch with the back of her hand. Feeling my predicament, she smiled and said, "I'll take that as a yes."

"Is there somewhere more private we could talk?" She asked. "My office is about five minutes from here," I replied. She took my arm and said, "lead the way."

In my office, she sat in one of the chairs across from my desk. "Is this what you were hoping to see?" She asked, and slowly opened her legs enough for just a hint of pink silkiness to become visible. My mouth fell open and I am sure I drooled.

"Do you like it?" "Oh my gosh, yes!"

"Do you want to see more?" "Yes, please"

She opened her legs a little wider. The pink silkiness expanded and became a small triangle. My breathing increased. I had to shift to relieve the pressure below. She laughed. "Am I having the desired effect?" "Oh, yes!"

"Would you like to feel my legs?" "May I?"

"Yes. Come around the desk." As I moved around, she lifted left leg towards me. "Remove my heel." I quickly obeyed. "You may feel my leg, but just to the knee." I knelt and began caressing her foot and leg. Her skin was soft and hot. As I rubbed her leg, she leaned her head back and moaned and allowed her legs to part even farther. More and more of her pink heaven was revealed.

She lifted her right leg. It beckoned for the heel to be removed. It begged to be touched. I did not disappoint it. It was a soft and hot as the left. "Kiss them," she whispered. I was only too thrilled to comply. Her taste was exquisite. The more I touched, the more they parted. The more I kissed, the more they parted.

"Higher," she moaned. My heart fluttered and my lips lead the march. Up past her shapely calves, past her knees, my lips nibbled and kissed her powerful thighs. I never took my eyes from my goal, to have my tongue on and inside those panties. Every time I got close, she would close her thighs on my head and stop my progress.

Finally, she pushed me away, stood and turned, lifting her skirt and revealing her delightful ass. "Kiss it," she breathed. As if she had to tell me. I leaned in and kissed and nipped her delectable cheeks. I tugged on her tight panties with my teeth. I inhaled her aroma. The smell of sex was heavy. She leaned forward and pulled her panties down exposing her firm ass cheeks. She stood as her panties slid down her legs.

"Do you want me?" She asked. "Tell me."

"I want you," I cried, "Oh, how I want you."

She turned slowly, spreading her feet apart. When she had turned, there it was, pointing at me; a hairless hard cock.

"What ?!?!"

"Don't you want me?" She asked.

"But, but, but," I stammered.

Without hesitation, she reached out and grabbed the back of my head and pulled my stuttering lips to her cock. She shoved it in my mouth. She held my head tight as her cock invaded my hole. It filled my mouth. She loosened her grip and let me pull back only to tighten it again and pull me down on her cock. Again and again, she repeated this as she mouth fucked me. Her cock was hot and wet. It was sliding in and out of my mouth. Then, I realized, she wasn't holding my head any longer. I was sucking her cock willingly.

It felt wonderful. Her hardness sliding in and out, past my lips; her balls hitting my chin; her cock leaking in my mouth; and I wanted it all.

I reached around and grabbed her ass, pulling her cock deeper in my mouth. I wanted all of it.

I could feel my own much smaller cock leaking in my shorts. I felt like I was going to cum without even touching myself.

She pulled her cock out of my mouth, teasing me with it. I chased it. I licked at it. I could see it oozing and I wanted it on my tongue. She stroked it. It seemed to grow even larger in her hand. "Do you want it, bitch?" She asked. The mere idea of being her bitch was overwhelming. Obviously, I was. Here I was, on my knees, chasing her cock, and begging for her cum. A bitch, indeed. "Yesssss," I yelled.

"Here it cums," she said, and she wasn't kidding. It began to erupt. It splashed on my face. It hit my open mouth. It ran down my face. It dropped off my chin. I felt my cock explode, making my shorts and slacks wet. Cum dripped down into my shirt. I was a cummy mess.

I collapsed back as did she. "Wow," was all I could say. She pulled her panties up and pushed her deflated cock inside. She smoothed her skirt. She walked to the door, turned and said, "See you from the front row," and off she went.

Fortunately, I keep extra clothes in my office. I changed and made it back to the symposium just in time. As I took my seat, I glanced across the front row. There she was. She was glowing with that after sex glow. I wonder if her grin mirrored mine or vice versa. As I looked, she let her legs open. Mmmmmm, bulging pink.

[arsjay]

Surprise ?

Have you ever been somewhere and you suddenly wonder just how you came to be there?

That was me just now. I was naked, bent over my desk at work, tied down, after hours, with a strangers cock in my ass and another strangers cock in my mouth.

I didn't see the day going this way.

Let's start at the beginning. I am James, a 60 year old account manager for a midsize firm in a large city. I am divorced for the second time. My kids are grown. I have a good job with some nice perks. I have my own office. I have a company car for visiting clients outside the office. For the past month, my regular assistant has been out on maternity leave, and her temp replacement (Caroline) from the agency is sexy as hell. I'll admit, I've made a slight pass or two, but she usually laughs them off. You can't blame a guy for trying though. It's not like I'm trying to dip my wick in the company ink; she's only going to be here a few more weeks.

The day was a busier than usual. I worked through lunch and it was getting close to quitting time. I was feeling the hunger creeping up on me. I ask Caroline if she wouldn't mind to take my car and grab me something to eat before she left? She gave me a wicked grin and said, "That really isn't in my job description, but I'll do it just for you." I tossed her my keys and off she went.

The office was clearing out by the time she returned. She had a bag and a drink from a nearby deli. She say it on my desk, handed my keys back, and asked if I needed anything else before she left. I thanked her for the food and drink, handed her a file and asked her to refile it for me, and told her to have a good weekend.

When she leaned over to take the file I caught a nice glimpse of cleavage and a hint of black lace. When I looked up from that wonderful view, she was looking right at me, knowingly. She turned to walk out of the office and I gazed appreciatively at her round ass in her tight black skirt and her shapely legs. Yep, like I said, she was a looker.

I stopped what I was doing to at least have a bite or two and a few sips of the drink; then back to work. The office had cleared out by the time I finished my report. I started to get up to file it when a rush of dizziness met me. "Whoa," I said and sat back down. I didn't recall being so sleepy before I stood, but now, I could barely keep my eyes open. "What the hell," I thought, "I'll just take a quick nap here at my desk. It's not like I had anywhere to be after work anyway." Then everything went away.

When I awoke, I was in part of the predicament I mentioned when I began. I was across my desk, which oddly had been cleared of all my paperwork. I tried to move. That's when I discovered I was tied somehow. I couldn't move. I could also tell I was no longer clothed. I lifted my head to look around, trying not to panic, when I heard Caroline's voice behind me. "It's about time you woke up." She moved around into my field of vision.

Her blouse was open, fully exposing her ample cleavage and black lace bra, barely covering her nipples. Her skirt was gone. Her panties were black lace, matching the bra, and she was wearing a black garter belt and sheer black hose. Panic was momentarily replaced with arousal and curiosity.

She walked around the desk, trailing her long fingernails across my shoulder, back, and ass as she moved. When she was behind me, out of my field of vision, she slapped my ass. She slapped it hard, not like a playful swat. She continued around, dragging her nails up the opposite side of my back and across my shoulder.

"I thought I was going to have to have fun by myself," she said, "but, you're awake now, so the party can start." As she came fully back into view, I could see she had what looked like a leather strap of some kind with a round wooden handle in her hand. "What the hell," I began, but the sentence was cut short when she brought that strap down, stinging my ass.

"Silence," she commanded, "you'll speak when I say you will." "But," I foolishly began, and the strap stung again, and I bit my lip and shut my mouth.

Caroline moved to in front of me. "You've been dropping hints and hitting on me for weeks. If you want some of this, you'll have to play by my rules. If not, I'll untie you and let you go home to your empty apartment to watch porn and play with your cock until you fall asleep. Which will it be?"

"I'll play by your rules," I replied, not even knowing what those rules were. "Good," she answered. She turned and pressed her sexy panty clad ass to my lips and demanded, "Kiss it!" I was only too happy to comply.

She writhed and shook as I kissed and licked her sexy panty-clad ass. Her movements insured all of her supple ass was covered in kisses. However, she was finished. She turned and offered her wet mound to my mouth. She was extremely wet and tasty. My tongue was in ecstasy. She was grinding her delicious mound against my mouth when she abruptly pulled away. “That’ll be enough of that for a bit,” she said, “I’ve got other games in mind for now.”

Caroline stepped out of my view for a bit. I could still hear her as she moved about just outside the range of my peripheral vision. “I’ve got something else for you to make wet ,” she said and stepped back into view. She was wearing some sort of harness contraption and sticking out of it was a large dildo cock. It bobbed obscenely as she walked to where my face was. She pushed it down, rubbing it against my lips. “Lick it,” she commanded.

This was outside my usual kink, but, what the hell, it’s just a hard rubber phallic symbol. So, I gave it a light lick. She grabbed the dildo and started slapping my mouth with it. “Not like that, bitch,” she yelled, “Lick it like cocksucker would lick it; or we can just call it quits right now!”

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. I licked like I imagined I’d want her to be licking my own throbbing cock. Wait a minute? I’m licking this dildo like a cocksucker would lick it; and my cock is throbbing hard? What the fuck?

I guess I was spending too much time contemplating because she took my hesitancy as a sign I needed more, and shoved the dildo into my open mouth. She jammed it in and began grinding against my face. I was concentrating on not gagging and maintaining breathing. I took quick breaths as she pulled back and tried not to gag as she jammed forward. Then she added the extra stimulation of slapping my ass as she fucked my mouth. Oh my, the thought hit me, she was FUCKING my mouth. And I was hard as steel.

"Get it wet, Bitch," she yelled. "You want it wet, trust me." My mind was relling. This was so much to absorb. I told myself I was turned on because it was a woman fucking my mouth. Yeah, that's what I told myself, but I wasn't sure I was convincing myself. Maybe, I was just trying to avoid thinkig about why I wanted the dildo to be wet.

At some point, she decided the dildo was wet enough. She pulled it out of my mouth. she waved it in front of my face, glistening and dripping with my saliva. "Does that look wet enough, Bitch?" Before I could answer, she slapped my mouth with it and backed away. "You know what comes next, right?" I knew. I didn't want to think about it, but I knew. I also knew I didn't want her to stop. I didn't want her to untie me and send me home to jack off to porn on my laptop. Meekly, I replied, "Yes."

She around to behind me. I could feel her hands on my ass. She was rubbing them and spreading my cheeks. I cold feel my hole exposed. I heard her spit and felt the warm spittle hit my hole. Involuntarily, I flenched. "It's OK, bitch," she said, "I know what I'm doing." I felt her rubbing the spittle around my hole. I was pretty sure she was using the dildo to do so. "Relax," she said, "This is what you never knew you always wanted."

I could feel the pressure against my virgin entrance increasing. I could feel the wet going deeper, as if it were preparing the way. I tensed up. "Relax," she said again, "Tensing up will only make it hurt." It was obvious from her comments that htis was going to happen. No amount of tightening up, no amount of protesting, no amount of struggling against my bonds was going to change that. The one thing which would stop this was to end it completely; to walk away from her; to say goodbye to any chance to have her, and I just wasn’t willing to do that.

So, I relaxed as best I could. I surrendered to her authority. “That’s it,” Caroline said, as she sensed what had happened. She knew she had me. I was putty in her hands.

She pushed a little more. I felt my hole open and accept the head of her dildo. I felt the pressure and a moment of pain. I felt warmth radiate from the point of my pain and the pain subsided. Pleasure replaced it. She eased her ‘cock’ inside me. She rocked slowly. She pulled back a bit and then forward more. Gently and slowly she worked her toy in my ass. Soon, she was giving me a good fucking. The pain had been swallowed up in the pleasure. She was working her toy in and out and slapping my ass. I was harder than I had been in a while and I swear I could actually feel my cock leaking.

When she abruptly pulled her toy out of my hole, I felt empty. She moved around to the front of the desk, her ‘cock’ bobbing and glistening from the spittle lubricant. “I think we need to add another element,” Caroline said. She turned and began rummaging through her bag while giving me a delightful view of her sweet ass. She know I was looking and wiggled it appreciatively. When she turned back to face me, she had a blindfold in her hand.

“A little sensory deprivation,” she said. “This way you won’t know if I’m aiming for your mouth or Your ass. It’ll be a surprise.”

She tightened the blindfold over my eyes, leaned in, and kissed me, biting my lips in the process. Then she was gone. I could still sense her presence in the office, but didn’t know where she was. “SMACK!” Her hand came down with force on my ass. A few more smacks and I felt her again pressing against my hole. I relaxed and felt her slide in and begin fucking me slowly. “You like that?” She asked. “Yes,” I grunted my reply.

Something was different. The feel was different. The office felt smaller for some reason. Something was amiss, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. Maybe it was the added sensation of the blindfold.

Then, I felt her lips on mine again. I felt her biting my lips. I felt her sucking my tongue. My mind reeled. Unless she was a very tall contortionist, someone else was fucking me. I tensed. Panic welled up. What the fuck was going on?

She reached behind my head, loosened the blindfold, and removed it. I turned my head as fest I could and saw a muscular tanned dark haired man behind me, whose cock was buried in my ass. “James, meet Bruno; Bruno meet James.” There wasn’t anything I could do at this point except to go with it. Bruno resumed his movement and kept fucking me.

Caroline leaned down to my face. “Is this what you thought a date with me would be like? Do you want Bruno to stop? Do you want me to leave? Do you want to go home?” I replied in the negative to each of those. “Good, bitch,” she responded, “are you ready to suck my ‘cock’ again?” I nodded in the affirmative. She moved forward, teasing my lips with her toy. It was hard to concentrate on her toy with the full feeling of Bruno’s rhythmic fucking.

“You seem distracted,” Caroline said, “perhaps this will help.” She moved away and another tanned muscular body appeared. “James, meet Ivan. Ivan, meet James.” Ivan’s cock was as big as Caroline’s toy, but it was dripping seminal fluid. Ivan grabbed my head and shoved his cock in my mouth. He matched the rhythm of Bruno and they fucked me in unison.

My cock was hard and grinding against my desk. I could feel the stickiness of my precum, which had been leaking out for a while. The rhythmic movement as Bruno filled my ass with hard cock, forcing Ivan’s hard cock deeper in my mouth, was driving my own cock against my desktop. I could feel it building. Caroline was slapping my ass. Suddenly, my cock erupted. Cum shot onto the top of my desk. It covered my stomach as I rocked in it. I felt Bruno stiffen as he began cumming in my ass. Ivan followed suit and shot his load in my mouth.

Bruno slowly pulled out of my hole. Ivan pulled out of my mouth. Cum was dripping from my lips. Cum was oozing out of my well fucked asshole. Cum was dribbling out of my cock. I became aware of a clicking sound. It took a little while to register in my brain what it was. I looked up to see Caroline taking pictures of her newest cum slut.

“Insurance,” she said. As if she would need insurance. I found my place. I smiled for the next photo.

[arsjay]

The Ride.

I was sixteen. We lived about six miles from town down a picturesque county road. It had rolling hills and numerous farms of varying sizes. It was a long time ago. I would often hitchhike into town to see friends or to go to the pool during the summer.

This one particular day, I thumbed my way to town. It was a hot day. I wore a t-shirt, a pair of cut off burgundy pants, and tennis shoes. I had been in town a good part of the day and it was time to come home. I caught a ride with a friend to the edge of town. I had a six mile walk left, unless I could thumb a ride.

The problem with where we lived was, it was the old road which originally connected the big city to the state capital. It had long since been replaced with a newer multi lane highway. Traffic on this road was inconsistent at best. Sometimes I would end up walking all the way.

Today, I got lucky. I hadn’t gotten more than a quarter mile when a guy in a red convertible offered me a ride. I hoped in and told him I was only going just across the county line. He said he would be happy to take me. Off we went.

He looked to be in his 30’s or 40’s. He had on a fancy pullover shirt; the kind with an embroidered logo on it. He had on loose khaki type shorts and deck shoes. He made small talk as he drove. As I looked down I noticed his cock was sticking out the leg of his shorts. He saw me looking. “You like that?” He asked.

I stammered something. He said, “Come on. You know you want it. It’s in your eyes.”

I don’t know how they know. It happened when I was 14. It was an 18 year old neighbor. He made me suck his cock. He told me he could just tell I wanted to do it. I had never done it before. He told me, if I told, he would tell everyone I asked for it. I never told.

Now, here I was, two years later, in a red convertible, and a guy was showing me his cock, and telling me he could tell I wanted it.

He pulled over into a entrance to a field of a farm. It was largely unused. It was grown over and nearly unnoticeable.

When he stopped, he pulled his shorts down and grabbed my hand and moved it to his cock. “Stroke it, boy,” he commanded. As I stroked his cock, he slid over in the seat, out from under the steering wheel. “That’s a good boy. Jack that dick. You know it feels good in your hand. Tell me you like it.”

I told him I did. It felt different than mine. Mine was soft and smallish. His was tight and hard. The head was swollen and purplish. I could barely wrap my hands completely around it. As I jacked it, it barely moved the skin on it.

He put his arm on the back of the seat. He leaned back. I felt him move his arm to my back. I felt his hand on my neck. He began pushing my head down toward his cock. “Get a good look at it, boy,” he said and pushed my face closer.

He pushed my face closer. His cock head rubbed my cheek. He moaned. He pulled me back a bit. “Open your mouth, boy. Taste it. It’s what you want.”

I opened my mouth. I licked the head. He pushed me down. His cock invaded my mouth. He held me on it. I could feel it throbbing in my mouth. “Go on, boy. You know what to do. Suck it.”

I did. I sucked like I did when I was 14. This cock was much bigger than my neighbors 18 year old cock. He let go of my neck, but I stayed on his cock and kept sucking. I felt him run his hand down my back. He grabbed my ass. He squeezed it. My shorts didn’t offer much coverage and I didn’t wear underwear then. I felt his fingers running along my crack thru the shorts. “Loosen them,” he growled.

I did as he commanded. He stuck his hand in my shorts from the top. I felt him pushing his finger against my hole. He was trying to work it in. Soon I would have his finger in my ass and his cock in my mouth.

The pressure on my hole was sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. I moaned on his cock in my mouth. He mumbled something about wishing he had more time and privacy.

His free hand went to my head. He held me on his cock. I felt him stiffen. I felt his cock pulse. Then he erupted into my mouth. I swallowed what I could. Cum was running out of my mouth and down his cock and balls.

He relaxed his grip. His cock deflated in my mouth. I raised my head. He stuffed his wet cock back on his shorts and slid back over under the steering wheel.

“Thanks, kid. I’d love to give you a ride home, but I need to get back to town.” He reached across me and opened the door.

Bummer. Now I still have a three mile walk home. As he drove away in the opposite direction, I stuck my thumb out for another ride. Who knows? I might get lucky twice.

[arsjay]

Early times

It was the early days of the adult bookstore in my hometown. There are several here now, but at this time, there was only one and it wasn’t in the best of areas in town. I was delivering some things to a friend’s house when I spotted it for the first time. My curiosity was triggered. I just had to stop and see what it was. “Adult Bookstore,” it said on the sign. While I had a good idea what I might find inside, I still had to look.

Once inside, I was greeted by the usual display of softcore adult magazines. Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, and the like had been removed from the shelves at reqular stores and placed under the counter, as to keep young eyes from being corrupted.

Then, there was a second section where more hardcore magazines were displayed on the shelves. This was where I was interested in going. I showed my ID and went in. There were all manner of magazines on display. There were guy/girl magazines; girl/girl agazines; guy/guy magazines; orgy magazines; and many other flavors.

As I was perusing the various selections, I noticed a doorway at the back which was covered by a thin curtain. I figured it was the 'employee' area of the store. Then, one of the other patrons in the section I was in, went through the curtain into the back. A little while later, another guy came out of the area.

I was beginning to wonder what was being displayed in that section, as most any fetish I had heard of was on display where I was. Again, curiosity got the best of me, and I made my way back to the curtain. Once I stepped inside, I saw what appeared to be two booths, with curtains covering the end of them. There was a sign, which read, "Peeps - 25 cents" It dawned on me then; for a quarter, one could watch porn videos for a short time. There were two porn video boxes on the wall of the first booth. I assumed it was the box of the video being shown.

I went back out to the counter and requested several dollars worth of quarters. I had to check this out. I went back to the booth section and opend the curtain of the first booth. There was a guy in the booth, so I closed the curtain and moved to the second booth. It was empty. I went inside and deposited a few quarters and the TV flickered on and a porn video began playing. I can't recall what the video was about or anything else about it other than it was hardcore porn.

I watched the video until I was out of quarters. I went back the counter and got a couple dollars worth and returned. When I got back, someone was in both booths, and there was a guy in a suit in the area outside the booths, waiting to go in, I assumed. I waited as well. After a short time, I heard a noise in his direction, and turned to see what it was. He had unzipped his suit pants and had pulled his cock out. He was slowly rubbing and stroking it. I was mesmerized, I guess. I had never seen anyone do that before.

I turned back to looking at the booth and waiting. I heard him moving and then felt him get closer to me. He wasn't touching me, but I could feel him closer than he was. I made a concious effort not to look at him. I wasn't trying to encourage him. Still, I knew he was close and he was stroking his cock.

He reached over and took my hand and pulled it over to his cock. He held my hand against his now hard cock. He put his hand over mine and wrapped my fingers around it and began using my hand to stroke him. He held me firmly. I couldn't pull my hand away. Here I was, in the back of an adult bookstore, being forced to jack off a complete stranger.

I could feel the throbbing hardness of his dick. I could feel the knob of it when he had my hand at the head. After a little while, he relaxed his grip on my hand. I found myself not pulling away. I was now jacking his cock of my own volition. I don't know why I didn't stop. It just felt good. It was exciting; I was jerking off a stranger in the back of a store; when, at any moment, either of the two people watching the videos in the booths could step out and see us. I guess this added to the thrill and the forbiddenness of it.

I felt his hand on my back. He was rubbing up and down. He would squeeze my ass and then run his hand up my back to my shoulders. At one point, He kept his hand on my shoulder. After a few minutes of that, while I was still stroking him, I felt him putting pressure on my shoulder. I realized, it wasn't just pressure, he was trying to push my shoulder down. He was trying to push my head down to his cock.

I should have stopped him. I should have stopped stroking him. I should have walked away. I didn't. I couldn't, I suppose. I felt myself bending at the waist. I saw his cock, swollen and red, coming closer. I felt his grip on the back of my neck tighten. He had my face at his cock. He began rubbing it on my face. He rubbed it on my lips. My lips got wet from his leaking fluid. He kept pressing down on my neck and pushing against my lips with his cock, until I opened my mouth and felt his meat invade it. His cock, this strangers cock, was in my mouth! He began pushing me on it. He was humping upward. He was mouth-fucking me.

I could feel his hand on my neck. His other hand on my head. His cock was swelling in my mouth. He was pushing harder. He began grunting. His cock throbbed and pulsated. Oh my gosh, it dawned on me, he was about to cum. This stranger was about to shoot a load of cum in my mouth. For a moment, I panicked. I tried to back off, but he was too strong. He wasn't letting his cock come out of my mouth. He pushed harder. He drove deeper. He grunted and my mouth was filled with cum. He kept spurting. His hot thick cum filled my mouth. It leaked out and down his cock. I had to swallow or choke. I swallowed this random man's hot seed.

Finally, after he stopped shooting, and his cock began to soften, he let go of my neck and head. I raised up. His cum was running down my chin. He pulled out a hankerchief and wiped off his cock. He stuffed it back in his pants and zipped up. Then, without a word, he turned and walked out.

After a little while of composing myself, I went out as well. I walked through the hardcore section. I walked into the softcore section. I walked past the counter. The clerk just smiled at me. I smiled back and walked out. I got in my car. When I looked in my rearview mirror, I saw why the clerk smiled so broadly. I still had cum on my face and chin. Not only did I take the load of a stranger; now another stranger knows I sucked a cock. I could never come to this store again.

Sure ... I was back before the week passed.

[arsjay]

Caught !

"I know you look, or at least try to look," she said.

Let's clarify here; she is my thirty-year-old step-daughter, Christy. I am her sixty-year-old step-father. While we are not in any way blood related, I am married to her mother. She is about five foot and four inches tall; slender, with perky breasts somewhere between a B and C cup. I know her cup size because I have heard her and her mom discuss this. During the summer, she is generally in tight shorts and a loose fitting low-hanging t-shirt type shirt. She rarely wears a bra and when she bends over or leans over, her shirt will pull away from her body and give the occasional 'down the shirt' boob shot. Because of this, I know she has the cutest deep pink button nipples.

She had come by the house to pick up some items she had been storing in the basement. Christy was her usual bubbly bouncy self. She was, of course, wearing her summer 'uniform'. The items she came for were in a large box, which required two people to carry, more so because of the size instead of the weight. I was recruited, being home alone for the day. As she bent down to grab her end of the box, her shirt gapped forward and her sweet boobs came into view. I lift my end and we clumsily carried the box out to her car. Once it was in place, I offered her a glass of soda, tea, or wine. She agreed that a glass of wine sounded like a good idea and came back into the house.

I poured her and myself a glass and we sat at the bar/counter to enjoy. It was at this point, she uttered the previous words.

"I know you look, or at least try to look."

I tried to act as if I didn't know what she was talking about.

"I don't mind, you know. I kind of like the attention."

With that, she sat her glass on the counter, and with one swift move, pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Oh my gosh, they were even more beautiful unencumbered by the shirt. They had a beautiful shape, pert and firm. The nipples were just the right size, already hard and pointing slightly upward.

Without consciously being aware, I licked my lips. She smiled. She moved off of the stool and came closer to mine. "You can touch them." It was as if my hands acted of their own accord. My mind was saying 'no’, but my hands were reaching and squeezing. They were so soft and yet firm at the same time. The nipples hardened even more.

Christy reached up and put her hand behind my head. She pulled my face to her breasts. "Lick my nipples," she said, in a more commanding voice than a requesting one. I lapped and suckled her nipples, first one, then the other, and back and forth. I don't know what she bathed in, but her diamond hard nipples tasted sweet and ripe. She pulled my head tighter and pressed her nipple in deeper. "Mom said you had a good tongue. She wasn't kidding."

I wondered what else Becky had told her. I wondered if she had told her our relationship was somewhat open. I say 'somewhat' as it is more open on her side than mine. Due to some shortcomings in one area on my part, her mother dates other men to stay satisfied sexually. I am not as well endowed as most men, and my plumbing is unreliable at times.

As I lapped and sucked at her sweet nipples, she reached down and squeezed the front of my shorts. My smallish cock was working on getting stiff. Without letting go of it, she said, "I see she wasn't kidding about the rest of it either." I don't know if she could feel the heat of embarrassment which rose to my face or not, but my tongue and lips never wavered in their devoted adoration of her nipples.

I felt her hand leave my crotch and could see in my peripheral vision, Christy was unbuttoning her shorts. I saw them drop to the floor and felt her kick them away. Her hand then returned to my head and began pushing me downward. I licked my way down as I went to my knees. Her purple lace low-cut panties greeted my lips and tongue. I kissed and licked my way to the flavor of her wet crotch. They were soaked. I don't know if she came over wet and horny or just got that wet from the nipple stimulation, and then again, I didn't care. I pressed my tongue against the puffy wetness of her lower lips. I tasted the sweetness of her sex. It was probably made sweeter by the near forbidden nature of the tasting.

She pulled my head upward. I reluctantly left the joy of tasting her. "Let's find a better place for this," she said. We headed back to the basement. There were guest bedrooms there. One was being used for storage. The other still had a bed in it.

Christy removed her panties and lay on the bed. Her smooth wet pussy was begging for attention. I wasn't going to deny it's demand. She spread her legs and beckoned me to her. I buried my face between her legs and licked the length of her slit. I pushed my tongue between them and found her hard clit. I rolled it under my tongue, showing her why her mother liked my tongue so much. She moaned and thrashed as I licked and sucked. She squeezed my head with her thighs as she flooded my mouth with her orgasm.

"Damn," she said. "I think I could stand that every day."

Christy pushed me up. "Let me see it," she demanded. I pulled down my shorts, exposing my semi-stiff four-inch cock. "It is a good thing you are good with your tongue, bitch, or you'd never get any pussy." Christy sat up and roughly grabbed my cock and began pulling on it. She rough stroked it until it was hard, well, as hard as it usually gets. She leaned over and sucked it into her mouth. She worked her tongue over it as she squeezed and twisted my balls. I moaned. She knew. Apparently, her mother shared a lot with her. She sucked hard and bit my cock. I was getting weak in the knees.

I felt her other hand squeezing my ass cheeks. She began moving her fingers toward my hole. This was something her mother never did. Becky never played with my hole. She would spank my ass; she would take her nails across it; she would squeeze it; but never touched my hole. Christy kept moving until I felt her finger graze my hole. I gasped, involuntarily. At that point, she knew she had me under her power. She found a secret desire mom didn't know about. She kept working my cock in her mouth and kept pressing her finger against my hole. Then she stopped.

Christy got up from the bed. She told me to lay down. I did. She got between my legs and began squeezing my cock and balls. She told me to open my mouth. I did. She put her finger in my mouth and told me to get it wet. I did. Then she took her wet finger and pressed it against my asshole. I writhed. She increased the pressure. I could feel her finger pushing against my asses unwillingness until it popped past my ring. Her finger was in my ass. She worked it. I was nearly blind with pleasure. My hands gripped the bed. My eyes rolled back. I could barely breathe. I heard Christy say, "You like that, Bitch?" I could barely answer. "Yesssss."

She continued to work her finger in and out of my hole. "Stroke it," she said. She pulled my hand to my cock. "Jerk it, bitch." I began pulling on my little cock as she continued working her finger in my ass. I couldn't believe it. I was afraid to think too much. I was afraid it would stop.

Then, it did.

"Wait," Christy said, "I'll be back."

She was gone just a short while. When she returned, she had something in her hand. It was leather and rubber.

"Turn over," she commanded.

I did. When I looked back, I could see she was putting on sort sort of harness contraption. When she turned back toward me, I saw it. It was a rubber cock sticking out from her crotch. She walked to my front and waved it in my face. "Suck it," she said. She pushed it into my mouth. She began slow fucking my mouth.

"You've had a cock in your mouth before, haven't you?"

I numbly nodded in the affirmative.

"Does mom know?"

I nodded in the negative.

"So, this will be our secret?"

Again, unable to speak with the rubber cock in my mouth, I nodded affirmatively.

She pulled her cock out of my mouth and moved to the other end. I felt the wet hardness pressing against my ass. I felt the pressure increase. I felt her hands on my hips. Then I felt the pop and it was in. Her cock was in my ass. She began to slowly fuck me like her bitch. "Jerk it," she said.

So, I jacked my cock as she pounded my ass. The harder she fucked me the harder I jacked. My cock was harder than I recall it being in a long time. It exploded. I felt as if I would pass out. Christy pulled her cock out of my ass. I collapsed on the bed. My entire body was powerless.

Then Christy spoke and completely blew my mind. "Mom said I would have fun with you."

"Don't worry," she said, "she doesn't know you like cock or ass play, and she won't."

With that, Christy took her leave. I laid there for a bit until my strength returned. I got up and cleaned the bed. I straightened the room and the rest of the house. Becky would be home this evening. I had a secret to keep.

[arsjay]

Stork clerk

I used to stop at a store on my way home from work back when they kept playboy and the like on the magazine rack. There was an older guy working that let me look thru them without fussing about it. One day he told me he had better magazines at his place. He gave me his address and told me to stop by that weekend if I could.

I came to his place Saturday morning instead of going to work. He answered the door in a robe and led me into the living room and sat me in an arm chair. He brought out a box of porno mags. I was looking thru them. He was standing beside the chair. He commented on several of the women and how they sucked cock.

After several regular porn mags, I came to a gay porn magazine. I was looking at the men sucking cock when I noticed his robe was open. His hard cock was sticking out almost in my face. He saw I was looking at his cock instead of the magazine and grabbed my head and shoved his cock in my mouth. He held my head tight to prevent me from pulling away and began fucking my mouth. I resisted at first but eventually began sucking as it slid in and out. He knew he had me then.

He pulled his cock out and led me to his bedroom. He laid me on the bed and pulled my shorts down. He started sucking my cock. Then he moved over me and dangled his hard cock over my face. He lowered his cock to my mouth. I licked and sucked his sweet cock as he sucked mine. His mouth was so warm and wet. It didn’t take long until I was shooting my load. He sucked on my cock until I stopped squirting cum.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved to kiss me. When I opened my mouth for his tongue, he pushed it and my cum into my mouth. We shared my load.

Then he moved up and straddled my head. He began stroking his cock. His balls were dangling in my face. I began kissing and sucking them. He groaned and pulled back. He pushed his cock in my mouth. He stroked as I sucked the head. Within a few minutes, he began shaking and shot his load in my mouth. I tried to take it all, but some oozed out around his cock.

When he was done squirting, he pulled his cock out and came down to lick his cum off my face and around my lips. He licked inside my mouth as we shared his load as well.

I visited him often to 'read' magazines.